blond moments

I really wish my wonderful wife, Niki, would setup a weblog to tell some of the stories of her daily encounters of working in a beauty salon. She’s a Master Designer, the only one in her salon of about 20+ stylists. The rest are stylists and senior designers. She has a good clientele and does good work. A lot of my friends have become her friends too over the course of a couple of years, as they started going to Niki.
To be honest, she is fed up with her job. She isn’t suffering from the burnout that a lot of stylists deal with, she still likes working with people and cutting hair. She makes good money, but she is having to fight with 20 other stylists for clients in an overstaffed salon. There are other things going on that are just plain stupid and shouldn’t be in a professional office. Those things go on everywhere, but not to this extent.
She received a job offer from another salon. Same pay, better percentage, fewer stylists. She can carry her Master Designer over and charge that over the base cost. Seems to her like a better situation. So we should know soon if she officially gets the job.
She starts her new job today!

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One Response to “blond moments”

  1. Hairdressers are a rare, but strange breed. A lot of them have no business working around people….and I would guess in a previous life worked as guillotine operators. So while they can’t chop your head off, they can come pretty darn close. Hearing some of the stories I hear, I’m suprised that a stylists hasn’t drowned someone in the shampoo bowl or started a scissor fight with the person in the next booth. But luckily, my wife and some of her friends are the good ones.
    If I was a screenwriter for a TV sitcom or something like Saturday Night Live, I would write a sketch involing a hair salon and a fight that broke out between two stylists. There is a SNL sketch with Teri Hatcher about a fight at a church bake sale (4/20/96), that immediately pops into mind. At one point I would have someone throw a color solutuion into her opponent’s eyes and then take a cheap shot. Of course it would begin with an homage to the knife fight in Michael Jackson’s “Beat It” video or “West Side Story”, but with scissors instead. I’d win an emmy.